Took place last night. Spent some time in a Clubhouse room with other Black writers. I didn’t say a thing, but it was good to be with other Black writers and hear what they had to say and learn a few things. I still feel full inside.
Haven’t had Giant’s rotisserie chicken salad in a long time, but I got a pound of it. That’s lunch on Monday.
A past joy:
Crossing Conowingo Dam for the first time. One of the more interesting drives I’ve ever had that day.